Lin Mo, the top liberal arts student of the modern era, died suddenly and transmigrated into the only son of Prince Qing of the Great Song.
From the start, it was hell: his literary talent was as blocked as stagnant water, he had never even begun his education at sixteen, and the capital knew him as the number-one good-for-nothing.
On the day he transmigrated, the daughter of the Minister of Revenue publicly broke off their engagement.
Three days later, the Poetry Gathering of Ten Thousand Nations was about to begin. The literary sages of Goryeo, Western Xia, and Dali came bearing their nations' fortunes. It was called an exchange of ideas, but was really an attempt at annexation.
No scholar at court could stand against them. The emperor named him to take the stage. It was obviously a trap laid by the treacherous chancellor, who intended to humiliate him and bring down Prince Qing's household.
Everyone was waiting for him to fail.
But from the moment he opened his eyes, this world was destined to change.
What filled his mind were poems and lyrics that the literary sages of this world could never write, even if they spent their entire lives trying.
